His Only Fault Is That He Has

Contact With [menstrual Blood] Turns New Wine Sour, Crops Touched By It Become Barren, Grafts Die, Seed In Gardens Are Dried Up, The Fruit Of Trees Fall Off, The Edge Of Steel And The Gleam Of Ivory Are Dulled, Hives Of Bees Die, Even Bronze And Iron Are At Once Seized By Rust, And A Horrible Smell Fills The Air; To Taste It Drives Dogs Mad And Infects Their Bites With An Incurable Poison.

The Depth Of Darkness To Which You Can Descend And Still Live Is An Exact Measure Of The Height To Which You Can Aspire To Reach.

Always Act In Such A Way As To Secure The Love Of Your Neighbour.

The Graceful Tear That Streams For Others' Man Is The Weeping Animal Born To Govern All The Rest.

No Book So Bad But Some Part May Be Of Use.